I delved my hands into her silky dark tresses and held her head in place. Staring into her amazing eyes, I murmured, “You should know by now, angel. I’d do anything for you. I love you more than anything.”
“I love you so much, Hayes,” she uttered in a thick voice as moisture gathered in her eyes.
“Don’t you dare cry,” I scolded, scowling at her.
“Then stop doing sweet things,” she wailed as the tears tracked down her cheeks.
“Fucking hell,” I groaned. “Guess I’m gonna have to distract you.”
I gently tugged her out into the main area and over to the chair where she’d work on her clients.
“Distract me?”
“Yup. Gonna fuck you right here. You’re gonna ride my cock until you're screaming my name. Then you’ll think about that every time you look at it.”
It took me two weeks of seeing clients in my new salon before I could look at that chair without blushing.
EPILOGUE
MARNIE
Having three children under the age of five wasn’t always easy, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. The family Hayes and I were building meant everything to me. Even when I’d only had about a dozen hours of sleep over the past three days.
“I’m not sure how it’s possible, but my tired is tired.” I heaved a deep sigh as I planted face-first on our mattress. “Whose bright idea was it for us to have our three children so close together? Because I don’t remember the last time I had a full night’s sleep.”
“Mine,” Hayes admitted, stroking his palm down my back after he dropped down next to me. “But you agreed each time. Enthusiastically, from what I remember.”
Rolling to my side, I flashed him an exhausted smile. “I can’t deny that, but those memories feel like they’re from so long ago.”
“I just had you screaming my name this afternoon while the kids were down for their nap,” he reminded me, his hand moving lower to cup my butt cheek.
I lifted off the mattress to arch into his touch. “Now, that I do remember.”
“You better.” He leaned down to press a kiss against the back of my neck. “I’d hate to think having my cock deep inside your pussy was forgettable.”
“Never,” I swore, turning onto my back. “But I might need a reminder of how it feels when you’re trying to knock me up.”
“Are you sayin’ what I think you’re sayin’?” he asked, gripping my hips as he rolled onto his back, settling me on top of him.
Pressing my knees into the mattress on either side of his hips, I grinned down at him. “Yeah.”
“You want me to put another baby in your belly?” he growled. “’Cause I’m down for that.”
“I know.” I laughed softly, stroking my hands up his chest. “I might be exhausted chasing our little hellions, but I still caught the hints you’ve been dropping lately. You weren’t exactly subtle.”
“Have you ever known me to be?” he teased, a wicked gleam in his icy-blue eyes.
“Nope, not even a little bit.” I bent low to brush my lips against his and whispered, “It’s one of the things I love best about you. That I never have to guess where I stand with you because you’re always up front about what you want. And you show me how much you love the kids and me every single day.”
“You really want to make our terrible trio into a ferocious foursome?”
“Yeah,” I confirmed, grinding down against his hard length. “If I’m lucky, I’ll get another mini-you to chase. Hank could use a brother to go with his pair of sisters.”
I got what I wanted when I gave birth to our first child, but then Hayes got two little girls who were mirror images of me. Michelle and Marie were handfuls, even more than their big brother. Probably because they had their daddy wrapped around their little fingers. The girls could do no wrong as far as he was concerned. Not even when they used my bright red nail polish on his motorcycle.
“I’ll give it my all, angel.”
He didn’t waste any time getting down to business, quickly stripping us out of our clothes before pressing me back onto the mattress and crawling between my legs. Wedging his shoulders between my thighs, he lowered his head and dragged his tongue up my center.